Life is short, there is much to express and experience. A journey begins.

Within each of us lies the spirit of our souls. They smile to us, taunt us, torment us and chide us at each and every turn. Some of us know our soul well, others not - or yet to be discovered. Which are you?

The sensual self reaches out to be touched and caressed, held and embraced, like a soft wind, ever present flickering in its want and need. The passionate self lurks then appears suddenly, inflamed with a look and often taken at times on a journey it seeks with abandonment and senses of lust held in mystery.

The erotic is ever present, dynamic and and the changeling upon a meandering path. A kiss bringing arousal, a texture laying excitement and words creeping to grasp the heart with enchantment and their dominance - or submission.

The weave of the soul is like a dance. It is all that you are, all that you could be, al that you want and wish for - all that you need....

What is it you need hmmm?

Do you know?

Would you like to know?